Morris tribune., 1887-01-12
TEMPERANCE COLUMN.
EDITED BY THE w. G. T. U.
SHE DID NOT WANT TO BE ODD.

A beautiful young lady was one OF
jolly sIsighing party. She was with
out much experience in the world
Her home was a model for Quietness
and confidence. But the party was
not equally innocent. They stopped
at a public house in the city, and
ordered supper. Wine was called for,
and freely quafted. The guests were
full of laughter ana lnerriment. This
young lady little suspected the nature
of the wine. Drinking was Il new ex-
perience to her, ana her mOdesty
would not let her be odd. She slipped
and drank with the others. The
evening hours went around pleasant
ly. Time came for return hOmeward.
The wraps were gathered up, and
each one was ready to spring into the
great sleigh as the prancing horses
swung around before the door. But
this poor girl had slipped too much
wine. She had sunk into Il stupOr III
the cornor. Her company was
ashamed of her. All quietly slipped
away and left her to enjoy her nap,
and the merry bells were soon out of
hearing. The cruel proprietor also
added to her grief instead of showing
her compassion. He informed the
officers, and she was arrested, and
sent to jail.
When morning came, she awOke to
consciousness, and wept bitterly. She
was terribly mortified to discover her
condition. Away from home; dis
graced among her companions; a dis
tracted mother; and o troubled father
with love and wrath mingling in his
soul. And these stone walls so dingy;
the iron door, with its heavy lock;
the grim faces all around. 1t was
time of surging thought, which al
most made her wild. Her soul sank
undor the distress. And all because
she WAS innocent about the effects of
wine, or had not enough courage to
refuse.
And Billy's tongue got the least
busting of lime, and potash, and
saleratus. Billy now cried loudly.
Then came o grain of licorice, hop
pollen and saltpetrs.
"Look, Billy! Here is some arsenic
and some strychine which is used to
kill rats!"
"Ishall die! 600 do you want
| to kill me-, Father Zende?"
"Kill him !'just by little beer, all
good and pure! He tells me he likes
beer, and it is manly to drink it, and
| when l give him some, he cries I kill
him. Here Is water. There is much
water in beer."
Billy drank the water eagerly.
Zende went on.
"There is much alcohol in beer.
Here! open your mouth" and he
dropped four drops of raw spirit care
| fully on his tongue. Billy went dane
| ing about the room, and then ran for
more water.
"Come here! the beer in not done,
Billy :" and seizing him, he put the
| corh of an ammonia bottle to his lips,
then q drop of honey, q taste OF sugar,
q drop of molasses, drop of gall.
"There, Billy! here is jalap, copperas,
sulphuric acid, and nux vomica.
Open your mouth"
"Oh, no, no!n sad Billy. "Let me
60. Ihate beer. I'll never drink any
more! I'll never go in that shop again.
Oh, let me go ! can't eat those things.
My mouth tastes awful now. Oh,
take them away, Father Zende!'
"Take them away! Take away
good beer. when have paid for it.
My boy, you drank them fast to-day"
'Oh, they make me sick, +" said Billy.
"a man drinks all these bad things
mixed up in water. He gets red in
tho face; he gets big in his body; he
gets shaky in his hands; he gets
weak in his eyes; he gets mean in his
manners"
Billy was satisfied on the beer
question.-"Little Star" from the
German.